Thursday, July 23, 2020


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Greetings. Welcome to the RWA/NYC Blog Tour.
Excerpts from Member books are available this week for your reading pleasure. After you finish mine, please hop over to our Blog Tour Page and read the other excerpts. Thank you.


by Del Carmen

"Cutting in."  Manases pulled me into his arms and onto the dance floor.
                I saw over his shoulder that Margie had gotten stuck with Don Alejandro.  Ouch.  I owed her.
                "She'll never forgive either of us," I said haughtily.
                "He's a good dancer," said my kidnapper.
                I finally looked into his eyes.  Can't help it when you are literally breast to breast and pelvic bone to pelvic bone. 
                Manases and I had always danced the same way.  Close up and personal and very tight.  His right hand clasp mine and had it pressed against his heart; the other was around my waist to guide my movements.  His body was warm and hot and if there was an extra little push down below, I wasn't complaining.
                I looked up.  Desire. Longing. No.
                I lowered my eyes and looked at his throat which was exposed by the opened guayabera.
                "We have to talk," he said.
                "There's nothing to say," I replied looking anywhere but at him.
                “Ivette…."  he warned.
                I stopped dancing.  "There's nothing to say.  Let's not rehash old news."
                Anger flared in his eyes. 
                I pulled out of his embrace but he pulled be back and tighter.  He twirled us around so I clung to him.  I threw my hands around his neck for balance.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
                "We'll just dance then.  You're not afraid of a little dance, are you?"  he challenged.
                I never backed down from a dare and I wasn't about to start. 
                The dance was the story of our life -- together, apart and back again.
                I stepped closer to him and lost myself in the music, the warmth of his body and the desire in his eyes.  My dress flared every time he twirled me.
                It had been a long time since we danced together, but our bodies knew the rhythm and the steps.
                One last time I promised myself.  Nothing mattered but the dance, the music, the man.
                The song ended with a flourish and with our arms crossed over our heads and hip to hip.
                Applause broke out.
                I finally looked at the audience.  Guests were clapping.   So were Paloma and Margie.  The latter winking at me.
                We took a bow. 
                And I stepped out from his embrace. ###

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Friday, August 14, 2015

BLOG TOUR: THE ALPHA WARLOCKS’ DESIRE by Auriella Skye (& Giveaway!)

 She had me at romance!  And when you throw in sorcery and multicultural, I am doing cartwheels.  Hence, I am happy to say that I am part of the Diverse Book Tours blog tour for Auriella Skye.  Below is an excerpt for all our reading pleasures.  
Also, note that DBT is holding a raffle giveaway; the link is below.  
Happy Reading and Good Luck!—Del Carmen

An Alpha Warlocks of Kala West Story
by Auriella Skye
Sensual Skye Publishing

SUMMARY:  Curvy witch Claire Brixton is in no mood for a party, especially one that’s supposed to match her up with two strange warlocks. Her experience with one warlock was bad enough.  But when these powerful Alpha Warlocks save Claire from two {other} over-zealous warlocks at the festival, history and the present merge into an encounter that fills them {all} with intense desire.  

Sensual Skye Publishing

Claire had nothing on this warlock, who threw Mason so far that she couldn’t see where he landed. That was some strength, and she felt her body tighten in hidden places at the thought of him using that strength on her in more intimate endeavors.

“Can you get out of the water okay?” he asked.

He didn’t wait for her response. The strange man simply scooped her up and walked her out of the water himself.

As soon as her skin touched his, she felt like she was melting from the inside out. Her tongue longed to taste him and lick the lingering salt water off his gorgeous skin.

Claire felt wetness spread between her legs and chastised herself for her wantonness. She didn’t know this man, and already she was geared up to jump him.

Then the cloud slipped past the moon and lit up the face of the man who carried her in his arms like it was the most natural thing in the universe.

She couldn’t breathe.

“Axel?” she asked.

He paused just at the water’s edge and turned to her.

Axel looked down at her as if she was a ghost, and he wondered how she remained solid in his arms.

“Claire,” he said. “It is you. I hoped, but you’re here.”

He sat her down on the dry sand, so she stood up on her own, but he didn’t let go of her.

“I’m here? What are you doing here?” she asked.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he used his thumb to trace her lower lip.

Oh, his skin was lovely, and his thumb was absolutely divine.

Without thinking, she opened her mouth and took his thumb into her mouth and sucked on it.

A groan escaped his lips followed by a satisfying grunt.

The sounds were making her wetter. She had questions for him, didn’t she? But for the life of her, she couldn’t think of one thing to ask him.

He removed his thumb so quickly that she barely had time to balance herself on his wet chest. A very naked chest. Droplets of water still clung to his muscular body.

She looked down and saw that wasn’t the only bare part of him. Axel was naked from head to toe, and, if that wasn’t enough, he was hard as a brick.

Claire glanced back up and saw a shimmer of blue the color of day skies lining his irises.

He was filled with magic, and if she wasn’t mistaken, he was turned on by her. His chest rose and fell with difficulty, as if he had just ran a marathon, and Claire’s face was close enough to kiss that powerful chest.

Before she could say anything else, he guided his arm around her back, lifted her slightly on her tiptoes, and brought her lips to his.♥

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:   Auriella Skye dreams of becoming a powerful goddess and creating a whole pantheon of gods to do her naughty bidding. Until then, she happily spends her time weaving those fantasies into the erotic and fun tales that she enjoys reading as much as writing. She loves creating characters and worlds filled with the wonderful stuff reality lacks. In her spare time, she enjoys reading romance novels from other awesome authors, hanging out on social media, and watching movies. Auriella appreciates science fiction, action adventure, and mythological films, especially ones with sexy alpha males as the heroes. Auriella resides in Central Florida and spends her days and nights surrounded by words in their various, spectacular forms.


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Sunday, June 28, 2015


We are pleased to welcome author Shirley Kelly to our website
as part of our Hot Summer, Hot Excerpts blog tour.
Visit us every day this week for more sexy excerpts.

By Shirley Kelly

Lord Rockwell grasped her firm bottom and pulled her close. “How long has it been since you’ve ridden a hard cock? I bet I could take you right now. Shall I?” he asked, as he stroked her mound with the back of his other hand. 

Lydia felt trapped between the heat that emanated from his hands. “Sir, I’ll have to ask you to leave,” she said between gritted teeth. 

Lord Rockwell stepped back. “I suppose you’re right,” he said matter-of-factly. “We’ll wait until we have more time.” 

“I never agreed to your demand,” she snapped.

“On the contrary, my dear, you agreed when you didn’t slap my face, or ring for your butler to show me out. Hmm,” he said as he brought his hand up to his nose. “I can smell your ripe sex. I know you’re going to please me very much.”

Lydia sank into the nearest chair as she watched him leave. She hated to admit it to herself, but he aroused her like no one ever had, even her husband. A satisfied smile flickered across her face. She couldn’t wait to see him again.♥

© Copyright held by Shirley Kelly

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:  Shirley Kelly has always been a voracious reader. Her favorite genres are mysteries and romance. Her favorite romances are set in the Regency era. Since she’s been a member of the RWA, she’s written a Regency novel, Regency and Contemporary erotic short stories, a Contemporary Christmas novella, and a children’s book. Shirley is a make-up artist, who lives on the UWS of Manhattan. She loves cats, traveling, watches too much TV, and  is interested in history and politics. She also follows tennis, figure skating, and is a life-long Yankee fan. Follow her on twitter @ShirleyKelly16 .

Saturday, June 27, 2015


We are pleased to welcome author Morning Lee to our website
as part of our Hot Summer, Hot Excerpts blog tour.
Visit us every day this week for more sexy excerpts.

by Morning Lee

His lips pressed against hers as if he was ready to devour her. Isabella’s arms went around his shoulders. She returned the kiss with as much passion.

Antoine reached buttons on the back of her dress. He fiddled with them until he was clawing at the material. For the first time, he wished she was wearing one of her disasters and her petticoats. At least they were easier to get off than the intricate style.

“Damn.” He pulled back from her. “These dresses were designed to keep men out.”

Isabella’s head dropped forward onto his chest. Her body shook with laughter.

“You think it’s funny, but I’m dying.”

“Now you know how I felt before supper.”

He took her hand and pressed it against his groin. “My dear, I’ve felt this way throughout supper.”♥

© Copyright held by Morning Lee

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:  Morning Lee writes romance with a little bit of spice and all that’s nice. She is a history buff who enjoys visiting living museums and historic homes. Visit her at

Friday, June 26, 2015


We are pleased to welcome author Mercedes Cruz to our website
as part of our Hot Summer, Hot Excerpts blog tour.
Visit us every day this week for more sexy excerpts.

by Mercedes E. Cruz

Frank grabbed Wendy by the waist pulling her back into the house and closing the front door and leaning her against the door as he gently pushed his tongue in her mouth, one hand caressing her face and the other still around her face. Wendy was in disbelief and fully loving the moment. She slipped one hand on his chest and the other on the bulge in his front pocket. Frank let go her face go and grabbed both her hands, as he stepped back “Wendy, I want this more than you know. I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”

She closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breathe, “What makes you think, I don’t want this just as much?”

“Enough said” he replied and quickly lifted her off her feet, taking her up the stairs. Wendy giggled like a school girl, she knew she was in for more trouble than she had expected but still she wanted it, she wanted it all.

Frank laid Wendy on the bed, then straddled her, as he hovered over her, he took off his famous white two button collared shirt, which he made look like a million dollars. As he pulled the shirt over his head he revealed his hairy muscular chest. Wendy licked her lips from top to bottom as she admired the view. She reached out to his chest caressing it with both her hands. Frank proceeded to take off his clothing, unbuckling his pants belt and slowly unzipping his jeans, he gently got off the bed, dropping his jeans to the floor revealing his boxer briefs. Wendy sat up on the bed, “I’m next”, putting her hands up in the air.♥

© Copyright held by Mercedes E. Cruz

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:  Mercedes E. Cruz is a Latina living in Brooklyn, NY. She writes about multicultural charters living in New York City and the tri-state area. Mercedes writes Contemporary Erotica. You can find out more about Mercedes and her adventures in the BIG APPLE in her blog: .
Twitter @MercedesAuthor

Wednesday, June 24, 2015


We are pleased to welcome author Kate Hill to our website
as part of our Hot Summer, Hot Excerpts blog tour.
Visit us every day this week for more sexy excerpts.

Look for Kate's book to debut July 1st!

by Kate Hill

BOOK SUMMARY:  Torn from her beloved convent home, Delia is forced to marry Areus of Lortia. The contract states she must deliver an heir within a year or the marriage can be annulled. Delia vows to control her fate by ensuring there will be no child--until she is mesmerized by Areus, the proud, virile warrior king.
    Areus agrees to marry Delia to gain her father's army to continue his fight against Hypatios, the mad prince of Zaltana. He doesn't expect to fall in love with a convent-reared mouse, but from the first, Delia rouses his lust and touches his heart.
     Their life together hangs in the balance as the war with Zaltana advances and Areus discovers Hypatios is far more than just his sworn enemy.


Areus stepped into the tub and sank into the water. It was almost too hot to be comfortable. Almost. After a moment his body acclimated to the temperature and he relaxed. The water wasn’t very deep, but it still lapped at the bandage covering his middle.

“I’ll change this later,” Delia said, running a fingertip over the bandage before she stepped behind him.

She picked up a hand towel resting on the edge of the tub and dipped it into the water. She ran the cloth over his shoulders and back.

“Tonight I’ll be your servant, sire.” She slid her arms around his neck and brushed her soft cheek against his. It felt so good. He loved being close to her like this.

Delia kissed his cheek. She took his hand and raised his arm so she could wash under it, then she washed under the other. She bathed his chest, then placed the cloth aside and massaged his shoulders and the back of his neck.

Areus groaned. He could grow accustomed to this.

Closing his eyes, he lowered his chin to his chest. Her small hands were surprisingly strong. She massaged away the tension that seemed a constant part of him.

“I love touching you,” she said, stroking the back of his neck. “I never thought I’d love touching someone like this.”

“I knew I would.” He raised his head to look at her over his shoulder. “From the moment I saw you. Come here.”

He turned and grasped her beneath her arms to pull her into the tub.

Delia smiled and braced her hands against his hard, water-slicked shoulders.

Finally they sat facing each other in the tub of warm water. Delia’s legs were bent, her knees drawn toward her chest. There wasn’t much room, so he extended his legs a bit and spread them. He took her hand and tugged her close.

She rested her back against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her hair.

“I used to think about what it might be like to be with a man,” she said. “Never thought it would actually happen and I never thought I’d be sharing a bath with one--even if he was my husband.”

“This is a perfect night,” he admitted.

“I wanted you to like it.” She turned her head to meet his gaze.

“I do.” Areus nuzzled her neck.♥

The Red King
by Kate Hill
Erotic Fantasy Romance
ISBN: 9781419993534
Available July 01, 2015

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:  Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels. When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out and spending time with her family and pets.  She enjoys hearing from readers and she can be contacted at Kate also writes under the name Saloni Quinby. Find her online at,, and


We are pleased to welcome author Vanessa Peters to our website
as part of our Hot Summer, Hot Excerpts blog tour.
Visit us every day this week for more sexy excerpts.

by Vanessa Peters

Zee woke to an empty bed.  She looked over at the clock, it was already well into the afternoon.  She could hear Manny in the bathroom.  She thought of getting up herself but the idea of cajoling him back into bed seemed more appealing.  He filled up the doorway just as she was about to call out to him.   Gloriously naked, the slight of him made her instantly wet.  The hard lines of his abs led down to a happy trail of dark hair and something even more delicious below that.  She turned more fully to him, stretching her arms above her head, taking him in.  The blankets slipped below her breasts.  Her nipples hardened under his gaze.  She watched his shaft jump.  Raising an eyebrow, she smiled at him.

“You ready for me Zelda?”

“Come and find out.” 

He pulled her blankets off and tossed them to the side.  The sudden cool air against her skin raised goose bumps, or maybe it was the way he was looking at her.  Under his gaze she suddenly felt beautiful without him even saying a word.  She didn’t have to try as she had with others  before.  In his gaze she saw herself reflected back as sexy, desirable and all she’d done was lay naked before him waiting.♥
© Copyright held by Vanessa Peters

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:  Born and raised in New York, Vanessa Peters lives and works out of her apartment in Brooklyn.  A lover of art and self-professed romance junkie, she spends her free time, when not writing, reading and visiting galleries throughout the city. She is a true believer in love at first sight, and that the best stories come when opposites attract and sparks fly.  Vanessa is currently working on her first full length novel .  Visit her at  Twitter  @VPetersBKNY  Instagram  @vpetersbkny.